Caitlyn was a world class supermodel. You were just you. But Caitlyn was infatuated with you. You’d come to her shows, shoots, anything you could. Just following her around. It was cute.

Fans were in love with you two. Photos and fan edits of both of you. You loved it, Caitlyn…not so much. You’d never felt wanted blinded by the flash of a camera.

Caitlyn had just been through a long press day. She’s walking back to her trailer you tagging alone behind her. She’s in your coat, you’re holding her heels.

“I’m gonna die if I don’t get a glass of water and some sleep.” she said dramatically. Holding out her purse for you to take.